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art of war - tec lyrics

[chorus: tec]
and i can’t go like the rest of them
this purple flag my whole life, invested in
them n*ggas hoes, we show no respect to them
no remorse, demenstrate [?]
[?] we taking it [?]
[?] glocks spray when the k [?]
[?] operation when [?] n*gga in charge
[?] don’t know the n*gga [?]

[verse 1: tec]
i refuse to get clapped, i don’t move like you rappin n*ggas
smoke them like ciggerettes, [?] pack of n*ggas
they got my nerves bad, i’m finna [?]
broad day catch him in traffic, and blow like [?]
put the police in the business, pointing at pictures, that’s the n*gga
they droppin m’s on opps, won’t drop a bag on a master splinter
[?] f*ck the cops, and bring my n*ggas [?]
[?]
and i told these b*tches [?]
[?] collide
like the 4th of july, bombs gonna burst, so much smoke in the sky
n*ggas see me, shooting and squeezing, but they closing their eyes
open your eyes
[?] whole clip out the switch [?]
he was talking sh*t, now his grave getting p*ssed on
park the whip, we get on our feet like the flintstones
[?]
[chorus: tec]
and i can’t go like the rest of them
this purple flag my whole life, invested in
them n*ggas hoes, we show no respect to them
no remorse, demenstrate [?]
[?] we taking it [?]
[?] glocks spray when the k [?]
[?] operation when [?] n*gga in charge
[?] don’t know the n*gga [?]

[verse 2: jackboy]
i ain’t standing up for nothing, don’t know what these n*ggas thought
i’m tryna bag all them n*ggas, i don’t care how much that sh*t cost
i never feared no man, f*ck what they be talking bout
n*ggas act gangsta for clout, get shot, they gon run they mouth
[?] but i’m not [?]
i got a d*ck, i’m far from p*ssy
i run it up and sh*t on every b*tch that overlooked me
run it up [?], [?] came with a lot of pain
i’m married to the game, i’m not the type to send a complaint
imma get up off my ass, type to go and do my thing
i’m thuggin for [?], still down to bust a n*gga brain
art of war, sometimes you gotta k!ll them for success
if you can’t, f*ck it, put your whole clip in that n*gga’s chest
f*ck the rules and f*ck the rap, i just gotta [?] dirty tech
tryna up the score, [?] leave a bl**dy mess
put that boy ass right to rest
tryna go big, you get k!lled for the flex
[chorus: tec]
and i can’t go like the rest of them
this purple flag my whole life, invested in
them n*ggas hoes, we show no respect to them
no remorse, demenstrate [?]
[?] we taking it [?]
[?] glocks spray when the k [?]
[?] operation when [?] n*gga in charge
[?] don’t know the n*gga [?]

- tec lyrics

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